"You're actually a Pioneer!!?"
An incredulous roar erupted from the deep crater on the ground. Nightmare Hand struggled to his feet, eyes wide as he stared in horror at Bai Ye, standing atop the giant clock hand on the Federation Building.
He could not understand how a real Pioneer had appeared inside a fake dream.
Could Pioneers be gods? Would calling a god's name attract their attention?
"Are you a broken record?" Bai Ye frowned slightly, deeply dissatisfied that the other man had repeated the same question three times.
Having an enemy like this made him feel cheapened.
Especially since Nightmare Hand was such a sissy.
Bai Ye glanced at his fist stained with purple eyeshadow and shook his hand with a shudder.
Damn gay purple!
By then, Nightmare Hand had already risen to his feet. His body briefly flickered with illusory distortion.
When his figure became clear again, all his injuries and dust had vanished.
"Whoever you are, you dared hit my face. You're dead!"
His eyes suddenly deepened, like whirlpools.
Under the gaze of those eyes, the dream space around Bai Ye began to distort subtly.
Bai Ye did not make a move. He simply watched Nightmare Hand perform in silence, helping Yi Jingran learn.
"Come out, the deepest fear in your heart!" Nightmare Hand raised both hands and shouted passionately like an orchestra conductor.
The next instant, terror boiled over!
The dream space around Bai Ye twisted more and more violently, as though something was about to break free.
Nightmare Hand held his arms high, yet one second, two seconds, three seconds passed... and nothing happened.
Whether it was the Federation members in reality or those within the dream, all of them stared at him in confusion.
The scene became rather awkward for a moment.
"That's impossible!!